Title: Surprise
Word Count: 1,435
Characters: Puck, Santana, Kurt
Pairing(s): Kurt/Puck
Genre: Friendship
Rating: K-T I'm not quite sure? (I don't know how to write those scenes, so if you're looking for porn, you've come to the wrong place.)
Warnings: Unbetaed, feel free to correct any grammatical or syntactical errors
Summary: Puck knew Kurt was there, he just wasn't expecting to run into him. He might have hoped he would, but he doesn't actually think it'll happen. Sequel to More than a Lima Loser, but I don't think you have to read that to get this.
Spoilers: umm, up to and including 3x12, just to be safe?

Author's Note: I haven't decided what Santana's studying yet. Also, there will be companion pieces that follow the More than a Lima Loser timeline for both Kurt and Santana. As always, Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.

Puck finally finds the room his 11AM class is supposed to be held in when he sees a head of dark brown hair styled to perfection. He's moving before he has time to stop and think and he's shoving through a crowded hallway full of people, and grabs the shoulder of the dark haired guy, only to be disappointed by matching brown eyes when he turns around.

"Sorry, I thought you were someone else."

"No problem, man," the guys responds, before turning around and walking away. Puck sighs to himself for being so dumb because of course he wasn't going to run in to him here. He walks back to the classroom and grabs a seat in the front row. He laughs to himself because it's his third class of the day and he's been sitting at the very front, mostly because he doesn't want to have to use his glasses, but he finds it hilarious that those were the kids he made of back in high school. Puck swallows a sigh before reaching for a notebook and a pen out of his backpack, and on a second thought, he grabs a second notebook that's almost full and starts writing. He doesn't want to think about high school, he doesn't want to think about that guy, so he loses himself in his music. He hears a bunch of other students filing in, and looks up sharply when he hears a voice he hasn't heard in a long time.

"Puckerman?"

Puck looks up to see a tan figure with brown eyes, long dark hair, and a scowl that hasn't been directed at him since high school. He smirks in her direction, before shrugging his shoulders, and replying with a "Sup?"

Santana looks at him like he's crazy and says "What are you doing here?"

He subtly closes his notebook and tosses it into his backpack before responding with a "Sitting. You got a problem with that?"

She rolls her eyes at his nonchalant response before taking the empty seat next to him. "What are you doing here," she asks again. He opens his mouth to respond when the professor comes in writes his name on the chalkboard, and pulls down the projector screen. He smirks at Santana a second time and holds a finger up to his lips and makes a 'shh' gesture to indicate that they pay attention now. When she looks at him with an appalled look on her face, he smiles to himself. He might have missed her.

~PKQSMSFW~

After class, Santana grabs his arm and starts dragging him out the door all while talking about idiot professors, and mumbling about surprises. Before he knows it, he's in front of the Student Union. He looks at her in shock before saying, "What if I had class?"

She looks back at him with a smirk of her own before replying, "Then, you'd be ditching right now wouldn't you? No one lectures on the first day anyway. They all just hand out the syllabus, spend the first five minutes talking about 'rules,' and spend rest of the class period talking about their lives and their research and 'what you can expect to get out of this class.'"

He shrugs his shoulders in response because how was he supposed to know that. That's not what his 8AM prof did, but when he tells her this, she just smirked at him again before saying, "When did you become such a dork, Puckerman?"

He scowls at her, says, "Screw you, Lopez," and starts to walk away, but before he can get too far there's a hand around his arm, and a voice responding, "Oh relax, I'm kidding." He turns around and sees a look in her eyes that's never really been directed at him. He's seen it directed at Brittany enough times to know it means 'I'm sorry,' and he knows it's the closest anyone will ever get to an apology from Santana, so he shrugs his shoulders and follows her inside. They get lunch before grabbing a booth and she grabs her phone and fires off a text before directing her attention back at Puck.

"So, you gonna tell Auntie 'Tana how you got here?"

He rolls his eyes at her use of a nickname she gave herself, and shrugs his shoulders at her.

"Oh come on, Pu—"

"Puck?"

The second voice comes from a figure that's standing next to their booth with a sandwich he grabbed from the same place Puck and Santana picked, and Puck knows if he looks up he'll see a pair of beautiful blue eyes he hasn't seen up close in two years. Sure enough, when he looks up there's Kurt in all his well-groomed glory.

Puck finally finds his voice and says, "Hey."

"Hi," Kurt says with a smile. Puck thinks it ties with Beth's as the most beautiful smile in the world. Before he can say anything in response, however, the smile's gone and a scowl is in its place. Kurt raises an eyebrow at Santana and holds up his phone before stating, "I'm guessing this is the surprise you texted me about?"

Santana matches his facial expression, except she's smirking instead of scowling, and says, "Surprise."

Kurt rolls his eyes at her before shoving her over in the booth and taking the seat next to her. Puck's surprised by the little dynamic they've developed, but at the same time he's not. It reminds him of the dynamic he and Quinn have.

"Puck was just about to tell us what he was doing here."

Puck rolls his eyes at Santana's attempt at getting him to talk. He opens his mouth to tell Santana she can shove it when Kurt interrupts him.

"I already told you, he's studying social work. He wants to be a social worker, or a guidance counselor, or a probation officer."

Puck's looking at Kurt with wide eyes, and Santana's pouting at Kurt.

"Ruin all my fun, why don't you, Porcelain."

Kurt rolls his eyes at Santana. He also pinches her side.

"Ouch!"

Kurt smirks at her and says, "Play nicely with the other children, Satan."

Santana's scowling at a laughing Kurt, but when he turns back to see the expression Puck's giving him, he feels his own face heat up.

"Finn told me. He said you were the one that gave him the idea to take classes in the first place."

Puck curses himself for not being able to find his voice. He clears his throat before saying, "Yeah he ended up studying education, right?"

That establishes the flow of the conversation and before he knows it they're talking and laughing like they used to. That's how it worked with him and Kurt. It started over gossiping about Finn and grew into an actual friendship.

When he realizes he has to get to his next class, Kurt says he'll walk him to the building. Santana scurries off to her own class on the other side of campus.

He finds himself falling into step next to Kurt and ignores the fact that if he reaches out just a bit, they could be holding hands. Kurt's doing the whole tour guide thing and Puck finds himself watching the way Kurt's eyes light up at the mention of various parts of campus. Puck takes in Kurt's flushed cheeks and the way his hands move around while he's talking, and he can't help but smile. When Kurt notices, he asks, "What?" He reaches a hand up, and asks "Is there something on my face?" Puck grins in response before shaking his head.

"No, you're perfect," he says with a smile. When he notices the blush on Kurt's face as well as the uplifted corners of his mouth, Puck has to resist the urge to kiss him right then and there.

"Here's your classroom," Kurt says, and before Puck can reply with a 'Cool, thanks,' Kurt's already talking again. Puck's trying hard not to watch his mouth and actually listen to what he says, and when he hears, "…lunch again with Santana and me tomorrow," he has to bite back the urge to agree wholeheartedly.

"Sorry, can't," he says, and when Kurt's face falls briefly before his jaw tenses, Puck curses himself for not saying yes.

"Oh, okay, then," Kurt continues, "I'll just see you arou—"

"I can meet you guys Thursday, though?"

Kurt blinks up at him before smiling. "That sounds good. See you Thursday, Noah," Kurt says as he walks away. Puck's watching him go with a smile thinking he likes the way Kurt says his name.

Thanks for reading.